He gives an exaggerated sigh. "Fine, fine. I'll be part of a team, if I have to." Zach chuckles. "Just to make you feel better, though."
The police car pulls up behind her, two men inside. One exits, a burly man with a shaved head, hand on his holster. He walks up beside the motorbike. "License and registration, ma'am?"
"Good." Smiling warmly, she made her way to the director's office to knock and run the situation by her of her request to have him added to a group effort along with Alicia.
"I uh...Forgot them at home." Nadya's eyes drifted back and forth between the man asking the question and the one waiting in the car
Inside the office, she sees Sato, finishing his report. He smiles at Alicia on his way out, before the director looks up to hear the nun's request. "I suppose I could put you in a group. Can I trust you to be impartial?"
Giving a smile to Sato, she was tempted to talk with him more, but she didn't want to waste the director's time. "Of course. It's important that he understands what it's like to adjust here. How well he does is my responsibility, after all."
Seres decided to be polite but firm. “I am sorry to disappoint you, but you are confusing me with someone else. I am not this Lisa you keep speaking of, and I am not interested in whatever events you're talking about. But I wish you luck in finding someone who is.” She told the man before turning to look at Celine. “Let us go, dear.”
"Mmh." Moaning as she touched his cock, Melissa grew even more excited. Such length... I wonder if it can all fit inside. She thought to herself, as he suddenly carried her. "Aahn." And as they reached the bedroom, the sexy milf spreads her nylon-clad legs, revealing her drenched pantyhose covered crotch. Once Lawrence was fully stripped, and had crawled on top of her. The sexy milf's excitement had reached its peak. Especially as he teased her covered pussy lips, "nnhn." her juices coating the tip of his cock eliciting a needy moan from the sexy milf. "Aahn... I wanted you too... mm... I want you deep inside... my pussy... my... ass... haahn... whichever hole... just fuck me hard... please." She begged, her expression finally fit for a bitch in heat.
"Thanks," she says after she finishes chewing and swallowing her current mouthful... and then taking another one, acting as if that was the end of that conversation.
Sharing in her joy, Rebecca tightly embraces both James and Yara in turn, throwing her arms around them. The pain she felt forgotten in the moment, although the journey to the apartment had allowed her to get in some more healing done. All the cat women were safe now, the slaver establishment not simply destroyed but left in utter shambles so that anyone aware of what occurred inside hopefully took the hint. "You performed wonderfully as well. How hard you fought in the bar to save your kinsmen, the ferocity was inspiring." It truly was, she had learned much from watching Yara and eager to learn the move properly. Doing her best to extract herself from the hug, and softly furred tail wrapped around her waist as if it was a second arm, Rebecca took a deep, relaxing breath. "You think they'll be alright like this? If so maybe we should think about going back. Although I don't think the Director will begrudge you if you stay a few days longer." Rebecca still had her midnight run, but the woods outside the Demon Hunter's mansions sounded like the safer place. "And you James (@unisol_gr44), what will you be doing?"
She nods. "Very well, I'll make the arrangements." She makes a dismissive gesture, before pausing. "Oh, and I'd like one of the new recruits to go with you as well, one of the people you trained with on The Farm. By passing training, they've qualified for missions, but there's no substitute for experience, and I think they could learn under your guidance." Zach makes a distasteful noise at the prospect, and earns the Director's ire. "Do you have a problem with that?" Her gaze is fixed on Zach's, and for a moment his eyes flash with uncharacteristic fear. "No, ma'am." The Director nods. "Very good. If there's nothing else..."
The man grabs her and roughly pulls her over to his car, slamming her against the door, hands roughly groping her while he 'searches for contraband'. The other cop, wearing brown dreadlocks and an animalistic smile, chuckles. "She's fresh. Let's be done with it." The first cop nods, and goes to slip handcuffs around Nadya's wrists. Looking at the dreadlocked cop, she spots a set of sharp fangs in his grinning mouth.
Celine stands up, signalling for the cheque, but the fat man blocks Seres' path. "What, you embarrassed about your old job in front of your new girlfriend? No need to be ashamed, there's work for both of yo-" A waiter approaches, getting between Seres and the man. "Sorry, sir, but I'm going to have to ask you to go back to your table. Antagonising other diners isn't allowed." Doug gives an angry look, and Seres thinks that he's about to go into a 'do you know who I am' speech, but thankfully he backs down and goes back to his meal. The waiter bows his head and apologises profusely for the disturbance as Celine pays the cheque. "I am really sorry about that. We don't permit that kind of behaviour here, but I should have come by as soon as I realised that he was bothering you."
Lawrence pauses for a moment, looking awestruck, almost as though he can't believe his luck, but regains his composure, expression going primal. "I'm gonna breed you tonight." Roughly, his hand enters the waistband of her nylons, and in a swift movement, tears out the front of both them and her panties, freeing her pussy to the open air. He enters her cunt in a swift thrust, going deep into her, the tip touching the entrance to her womb as he bottoms out. Kissing her hard and groping her breasts roughly, he fucks her at an astounding pace, her mind hazy with pleasure as he ruts like an animal. "M-Melissa!" He breathes the name into her ear, and if she wasn't so overwhelmed, she might have remembered that she never gave him her real name.
"There's a little party that's gonna be on soon." The man drinks some soda. "You're invited, if you want to come."
"Aaahn!" Her needy moan turns into one of excitement, as cool air around the room caresses her soaked pussy. His thrust causing her to arch her back, the drenched walls of her cunt coating his shaft in her juices as it clung to it tightly. "Aaaahn!!" Curling her nylon-clad toes, as she squirts instantly. Melissa's vision goes blurry as she wraps her legs around his waist. "Aaahn... do iiit! Breed meeee!" She moaned, reaching for his head to pull him in for a deep kiss. And with each of his thrusts ramming against her cervix, prying the gate of her womb open. The sexy milf experienced a new kind of pleasure, causing her curvy body to shudder. Her mind hazy from a whole day of sexual adventure, she didn't even notice that he used her real name.
James chuckled and groaned while being squeezed by Yara, 'Hey, hey, easy. Glad we could help.' James smiled, 'We should get that biker to the mansion, and then? I'll probably hit the hay, that was more exhausting than I thought.'
Reluctantly, Yara lets them go free. "I'll stay with them for a moment, to make sure they're okay. Tell her to find somewhere for them to stay. Seriously, thank you two." Hearing James' comment about the biker, she nods, kicking him in the face as he begins to stir. "Yeah, get him out of here, before we tear him apart."
